I Became The Necromancer Of The Academy Chapter 173

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Chapter 173 – 173. Victim

A huge chandelier in the banquet hall that looks gorgeous yet unsettling, like something out of a mystery novel.

The brown patterned fur floor is soft and hugs the soles of your feet, and the soft lights on the walls make you forget that it is night.

A circular table prepared for ambassadors from each country.

Starting with the Griffin Kingdom and the German Kingdom. The Principality of Balestan, which was quite distant from the Clark Republic, and even the slowly fading Han Empire to the east.

Quite a few people attended this banquet, and this alone was a glimpse into the resourcefulness of the Griffin Kingdom.

I don’t know about the Germanic Kingdom, which is just beyond the desert, but it started from a small country like the Principality of Balestan, and now it has brought in an empire that is not treated well.

Gorgeous food on each table. In particular, there was a lot of meat, and it seemed to be a menu full of Magan’s taste.

Of course, not everyone could enter the banquet hall, so among North Sweden’s party, only the three siblings of the Verdi family were able to attend.

Three people sat at one table, and at the other griffin table sat the princess Eleanor, the saint Lucia, and the judge Tyrn.

“ha.”

As soon as she sat down, Deia quietly pushed aside the champagne in front of her and asked for water.

The alcohol was the Republic’s special hard liquor, which was hard to find in the kingdom, but it was impossible to get drunk in a tense situation.

Deius takes a bite, but holds back for now. At least Darius was only taking a sip out of courtesy.

“But a lot of big names have gathered here.”

Even at a glance, the unmanned Darius thought that there were quite a few talented people gathered there.

Starting with Oscorp, the superman of the Clark Republic, proudly guarding the entrance.

“Shield of the Principality of Balestan, Tom. “I heard he was as big as a bear, but he’s actually amazing.”

A man named Tom from the Principality of Balestan was sitting on two chairs, as if one wasn’t enough, and was already drinking from a bottle.

Even hard liquor seemed like a beverage to him.

“Since the heir to the principality has arrived, it is probably to protect him from any unexpected situation.”

Deia rests her chin and checks the direction of the Principality of Balestan. Since he was the youngest among the people called here, the young man who was the heir to the principality was pretending to be calm but keeping an eye on them.

“From the Han Empire, an old man, Han Xiao, who was once called the God of War, has come.”

“The empire is in danger right now, so it would not have been possible to remove key personnel. “If you’re a military person, the name is worth it, but the old man is retiring soon, so he has nothing to say, so I guess he came out.”

“… … “Is it really necessary for you to comment on my impressions like that?”

Deia, who is taking Darius’s sentiments, which were excited because he met great warriors, as political, shrugs his shoulders.

The Principality of Balestan and the Han Empire bordered each other, but the relationship was not very good, so the tables were placed end to end.

Perhaps the reason they attended the banquet was because they were conscious of each other.

“The most important Kingdom of German also gave us quite a bit of strength.”

The Germanic Kingdom located in the Sahar Desert beyond the Great Marias Forest. Those who tried to use the Marias to lay the groundwork for a war of invasion against the Griffins.

I don’t know about other people, but Deius and Aria already knew that they would take a huge step towards the Griffin Kingdom within a few years.

With that as a starting point, bloodshed begins to blow across the continent again.

“Zornia, the phantom beast of the desert.”

Bronze skin and strong muscles. Even though it is a banquet, a sword called a kopis with a curved blade like an axe is worn at the waist.

“Big names gathered in one place. “Why don’t we do sparring or something like that?”

As Darius mumbles while sniffing and eating, Deia clicks her tongue.

“What if it’s going to spread anyway?”

“W-what are you talking about? “I am also a famous warrior called the Giant of North Sweden.”

“So you got pierced by a doberman?”

“Well, that guy is because of the bomb…” … !”

“it’s okay. “Anyway, since we have Sir Tyrn, we won’t fall behind in terms of power.”

“… … .”

In fact, it wasn’t just that they were falling behind, but rather, the intimidation of Magic Judge Tyrn was spreading to the point that even others were noticing.

A gentle speculation that if you make even the slightest nonsense or insult, you will immediately pay the price.

“Would you like to smoke one?”

At that time, a maid came carrying something on a silver tray. Before she could properly see what it was, Deius’ eyes widened.

“Sniff! Sniff!”

A reaction I’ve already seen once.

When I checked the silver tray that the maid held out, I saw that there were tobacco plants much thicker than my finger neatly arranged there.

‘It’s not just the beginning of the year.’

It was a drug.

The Clark Republic is proud enough to manufacture drugs. First of all, the relevant laws themselves are different from other countries.

Darius refused, and Deius said he couldn’t stand it and drool came out of his mouth.

“Okay, that’s enough.”

I endure it by forcefully turning my head. A rather unique appearance.

“I’ll give you one.”

Deia, who was looking down at the tobacco, took one and put it in her arms.

He had no intention of smoking it himself, and his intention was to keep it in case of an unexpected situation.

“you… … .”

“They are crazy people who give drugs to VIPs. “I need to check what they gave me.”

“but… … .”

The moment Darius couldn’t hold back and was about to say something, Magan and his female secretary walked out onto the stage in front of the banquet hall.

The sight of him waddling while holding the microphone looked quite unsightly, so small bursts of laughter came from several tables.

Those who actually knew about his identity did not raise their eyebrows at all.

This is because in the end, none of these appearances seemed like anything more than a forced appeal that he was a worthless human being.

“Everyone who attended today’s banquet. You are truly welcome. As you all know, I am Magan Toles. President of the Clark Republic.”

A brief self-introduction.

In addition to the obvious greetings that follow, they pour out words that do not contain any sincerity about working together for the future and peace of the continent.

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Deia glances down at the empty glass. She intentionally placed the glass so that it was visible to other tables.

‘The German Kingdom doesn’t seem to be very interested. An empire is acting to look friendly, and Balestan’s successor is… … .’

The young heir of Balestan, wiping away tears shining through the glass.

I’ve heard that the devil’s whispers give false impressions to humans, but I never thought there would be someone here who would be moved by Magan’s treacherous tongue.

‘If that’s acting, it’s really great.’

But no matter how I looked, it didn’t look like smoke. Tom, who had followed him to assist him, even patted his shoulder to help him come to his senses.

“Ego! You all! These people have glorious positions and have a lot to shoulder. But, just for today, let go of all that!”

The corners of Magan’s mouth are torn apart.

“I hope you enjoy your dinner.”

Kwaaaaaaaa!

The sound of an explosion.

The unstable chandelier falls, and black smoke and dust are blown around by strong winds, enveloping the entire body.

The wall at the entrance to the banquet hall collapses like a tsunami, and one side of the banquet hall is buried in rubble.

In addition to Oscorp, the superman standing in front of him, many of the Republic’s attendants are also crushed under the rubble, and blood spurts out thickly.

“Bow your head!”

Deia urgently protects Deius. He was startled and trembled, so he shoved him under the table and made eye contact with Darius.

“I will protect it. “Start by understanding the situation.”

“okay.”

I urgently turn my attention to the table where Eleanor is.

Fortunately, the protective magic of Tyrun’s robe had already been expanded to protect both the princess and the saint at the same time.

“Are you okay there?!”

Since the table next to us couldn’t be seen clearly because of the smoke and dust, Eleanor asked about the situation there.

“It’s okay princess! The Verdi siblings are all safe!”

Eleanor breathes a sigh of relief at Darius’ loud cry.

I don’t know what the situation was in the other camp, but it was clear that they were trapped in the banquet hall anyway.

Everyone must be in a confused situation.

All the lights in the banquet hall had already lost their shine, and among the explosion and smoke that came from unknown sources, it was Saint Lucia who reached out first.

“Everyone please calm down.”

A white sphere extends from her palm and heads toward the area where the ballroom chandelier was. Even in the dust and smoke, the light spread pure without any impurities.

Soon, the light of divine power illuminates the entire banquet hall.

“ah.”

“That is a saint.”

“Is it divine power?”

Naturally, no victims emerged from any of the tables.

Since the group included famous warriors on the continent, a surprise attack like this was out of the question.

After confirming that, Deia and Eleanoa’s eyes simultaneously turn to where Magan was.

“Crazy guy.”

“Couldn’t you resist your instincts? “Foolishly.”

He criticized Magan for daring to do something like this while having envoys from so many countries sit down, and he tried to declare that the diplomatic image of the Clark Republic was completely ruined.

“uh?”

No voice came out.

No, the situation itself was not properly understood.

I thought everyone was safe.

Because there was the only victim of this attack.

The internal organs were clearly visible because the sword was inserted from the nape of the neck and made a long downward stroke.

A long splatter of blood.

My breath has already stopped.

Inverted eyes.

A shriveled body, as if the wind had been knocked out.

The body of the great demon Magan was there.

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